Reborn Conceited Soldier

"Because of my hatred, I blinded my eyes and kept on doing what I wanted. Although I have avenged my great hatred, I have to bear an even more tragic enmity. This enmity is even more ridiculous, isn't it? "As its name suggests, he is pretty good …"    

    

For the first time, Qiu Xiaoren revealed a bitter expression. Sikong Banyu saw that his hands were trembling and his lips were pale. It was obvious that this was the first time he told someone else about himself.    

    

"I get it. You like to stay in remote areas and maintain the form of a village. You even became the song king in everyone's eyes. You really have to atone for your lack of thought and for the people you've wronged, right?"    

    

Humans are a type of animal that blames itself and feels sorrowful. Some people said that when humans were born, they would live with ninety-nine percent of their pain and half of their happiness, becoming the whole of the human body. Many people accepted everything in their stupor, quietly watching the sunset before quietly leaving, leaving behind countless regrets. Therefore, there were also people who said that a life without flaws was not perfect, and that no one would be able to answer this question.    

    

Qiu Xiaoren took a deep breath and sighed, "Maybe! "But Ah Mei said, she wanted to sing under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, but I can't do it, you should know, my identity won't allow me to do it, I'm a person that can't bear to see the light of day."    

    

As the biggest controller of the black net, Sikong Banyu didn't know how Qiu Xiaoren did it, but Sikong Banyu was clear that the terror of a person who didn't care about anything was probably these unbearable things that created another legend on the black net!    

    

Since the heavens were going to descend upon the humans, he would first work hard, starve of his physical strength, waste of time, do whatever he had to do, and benefit from what he could not — it was complete bullshit. If Qiu Xiaoren had a choice, Sikong Banyu would not doubt that he would not care about this so-called legend on the black net, but would instead become a hunter that would be buried forever in the three small villages in the east.    

    

Qiu Xiaoren was right, Sikong Banyu and him were indeed the same kind of people. If Sikong Banyu had the choice, he might not be willing to be the Emperor that spanned the two territories. Instead, he would be traveling the mountains and rivers with Han Qingming, even if he was just an ordinary person.    

    

"Do you need me to finish this atonement for you? Hehe … With your ability, you should be able to easily find someone who can atone for your sins. Even if it was a concert that spans the world, you can do it. Sikong Banyu asked.    

    

However, as long as he wanted, he could change the political leaders of some small countries, causing the political leaders of some large countries to die. At that time, it would be as easy as eating and drinking, couldn't he find someone to sing for him in front of the public?    

    

Qiu Xiaoren shook his head: "They are not suitable because they are not me and you are me. Although I don't know anything about you, I can feel the aura of your kind. In your heart, there should be a Qiu Xiaoren like me as well, right?"    

    

"Understood." Sikong Banyu looked up at the distant mountains. Qiu Xiaoren was right. He did have Qiu Xiaoren's A'Mei in his heart, but no one like Qiu Xiaoren because he was not that kind of person.    

    

"You need me to do it?" Sikong Banyu asked directly. Originally, he wasn't very interested in this kind of focused matter, even if Qiu Xiaoren offered this as exchange, but the sadness of the same kind made him empathize with them. Perhaps completing his redemption would be a form of psychological comfort for him!    

    

"Did you see the music program I just watched?"    

    

"I saw it. I think it's called 'The Voice of China' or 'It's a good song'."    

    

"The Voice of China, I don't need you to prepare for the concert or anything like that. You can go and join this program and sing a song. Of course, with A'Mei's picture, I want her to watch what she looks like on the screen."    

    

Hearing that, Sikong Banyu took a deep breath and nodded: "Take me down! The atmosphere here is a bit tense and I don't want to stay here any longer. They all said that you're very difficult to deal with and that you might not be able to go back home to sleep today.    

    

"Mm …" Qiu Xiaoren looked at Sikong Banyu. Perhaps the sadness of sharing the same feelings made the smart person feel at a loss! He needed a space to lick his wounds.    

    

In front of the small building, the door slowly closed. Sikong Banyu walked out from the door and stepped on the grass. The feeling of oppression suddenly lessened a lot, and he couldn't help but take a few more deep breaths greedily.    

    

"The moment I see you standing on the stage, I'll begin. Don't worry …" But first, I can restrict everything that happens in China, but if you have the financial support from outside, then I can't guarantee whether or not you can make it or not. "    

    

"Those guys on the black net, many of them are carrying stories and have an unexplained relationship with many countries. Therefore, they will have a kind of inexplicable enmity towards things that come from these countries. You should know that this belongs to them, I cannot restrict them."    

    

Hearing Qiu Xiaoren's words, Sikong Banyu didn't say anything and walked directly towards the village entrance. In front of the jeep, the middle-aged man saw Sikong Banyu walking towards him and couldn't help but be surprised. How much time had passed? Qiu Xiaoren was famous for his difficult to deal with skills. Could it be that he had failed?    

    

"Mr Sikong, you …" Before the middle-aged man could finish his question, Sikong Banyu interrupted him with a wave of his hand.    

    

"Let's go back!" "I don't want to come back here anymore …"    

    

Yes, he didn't want to come again. The secret in his heart was something he did not want others to touch, and he himself would not touch it either. However, in this place — the Jing Xing Village — there existed a person who could make him touch this sadness at any time. He admitted that he did not have the courage to continue to suffer in this sadness, so he might as well stay far away!    

    

"Failed?" The middle-aged man was astonished. Seeing that Sikong Banyu had already got into the car, he sighed and shook his head. He also got in the car but didn't say anything. After getting in the car, he started the car and quickly left Jing Xing Village.    

    

On the top floor of the small building, Qiu Xiaoren watched the jeep leave the Jing Xing Village, climb the hill, and finally disappear under the shelter of the mountain.